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“What’s wrong?” Zephyr was puzzled upon seeing Nicholas’ pained expression.
He thought that he was already humbling himself to wipe the man’s face for him, so how could the
latter still have complaints!?
“Nothing.” Nicholas winced.
“Your wound’s pretty deep.” Zephyr looked at him. “You need to rest up for some time. Don’t move
mindlessly, or you’ll suffer if your wound opens up again.”
“Where’s this place?”
“Seth’s hospital.”
“What?” Nicholas almost sprang up, hissing in pain when he accidentally pulled the wound on his
stomach.
Zephyr glanced at him with a scowl.
“I couldn’t send you elsewhere. Seth knows everything,” he said in a deep tone. “He saved your life.
You should thank him!”
Nicholas scoffed and smirked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“If I remember correctly…” He looked at Zephyr. “He’s the one who saved your life too, right, Mr. Z
Hamerton?”
Zephyr glowered immediately as his gaze turned icy and hostile.
“What did you say?”
The atmosphere in the hospital ward was tense, and it felt like the temperature had plummeted. The
two men stared at each other just like that, as if two lions that were about to fight and waiting for their
opponent to make the critical step.
After a stretched moment of silence, Nicholas was the first one to speak. “You’re actually the one who
saved my life. You found me on the balcony and didn’t abandon me.
“I’m in the gangs. I’m not some kind of saint. But I know that one has to be grateful.
“I learned about your identity a long time ago.” Nicholas looked Zephyr in the eyes and lowered his
voice to say, “You’re the third heir of the Hamertons…
“Zephyr Hamerton!”
Zephyr looked at him coldly. His fists on the sides of his body clenched and loosened before they
quietly tightened again.
Due to Nicholas’ injured state, he looked exhausted after saying so much in a go. He pressed his lips
together before speaking weakly but clearly, “Yale Hamerton… found Marcus Grist. He’ll attack you
anytime and make Marcus replace you, lie to the whole world, and get what he wants. You’d better be
prepared to counter him!”
Zephyr frowned, and his gaze turned frosty.
“So, you’re Yale’s subordinate?”
Nicholas shook his head. “He just wants me to do things for him.”
“So, you’re here to kill me from the start?”
Nicholas looked up at him and arched a brow, wearing a slightly mocking smile.
“Your woman would’ve long been a widow if I wanted to kill you!”
“Then why are you telling me these now?”
Nicholas was speechless and took a deep breath. His wound was already hurting, and he grew more
frustrated with Zephyr’s endless questions.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNicholas looked like he had given up. “Bro, never mind if you ask why when others are trying to kill you.
Why are you asking why when others are helping you too?”
“My second uncle and cousin are my family.” Zephyr looked impassive. “Even blood-related family
members are trying to harm me. Who can I trust in this world?
“Who knows if you’ll turn around and tell my whereabouts to Yale right after this!?
“You—”
“Heh! Heh heh…” Nicholas laughed dryly and was utterly speechless.
He should have known it. The Hamertons were all sick—they had a serious hereditary illness,
paranoia! He should not have wanted to repay the kindness for being touched. He should not have
brought this up at all.
He was caught in a plight now!
“Alright, alright!” He sneered. “Mr. Z, it’s up to you! I’m an outsider. I’m not related to you by blood. My
words can’t be trusted!
“But…” Nicholas’ gaze was challenging. “If an outsider like me tells your wife about your real identity,
do you think the innocent bunny will believe it?”
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